Autumn has now fallen into place. My sugarfoot is kicking in to high gear. Day trips will have to scratch the itch, though.
We are hurtling rapidly toward one of those nasty little decision points in history, and everything else seems to be hanging fire on the crossroads. Yet most people are oblivious to it, caught in their rut of conformity and ignorance.
We are hurtling rapidly toward one of those nasty little decision points in history, and everything else seems to be hanging fire on the crossroads. Yet most people are oblivious to it, caught in their rut of conformity and ignorance.